August 9: One last trip for ice cream.
About a mile from our house is an ice cream stand. It's good that it's not closer, because undoubtedly we'd go too often. But once in a while we walk down for a treat. And since stress has been high in our house lately, and because soon Matthew won't be allowed to eat (pre-surgery water-only) and he certainly won't be up for a hilly 2 mile hike for a long while, we decided it was time for a treat.
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